That Barren Branch

 

 

 

 

 

 

That Barren Branch

 

That barren branch

high above this desolate space

Crooked shade designs on a dying earth

Bent and twisted of past sunlight reach

Naked to the green-less world

Rough hewed collections

Of ant trail pathways

And rot of all that was good

 

Once filled with life, happy on the breeze

Summer fashions of leaf pattern wishes

Colors of blissful post card greetings

Bearing fruit of friendlier times

 

Now rests in solitude’s wicked grip

Knotted and splintered bark winding

to a tapered end of winter’s calling

Cold fingers on gray-cast skylines

Dying of desperate missings

Fading into a bleak sunset

Disappearing somewhere beyond the dark

That barren branch…is me

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

the barren branch. so much more beautiful in its austerity than the prickly cactus. And resonant with the memory of lush leaves.

[Ruth]

Ah, but that branch holds such intense light that it shall never fade away...and as metaphor, a branch that falls can only nurture the earth, so you are always connected and loved :) x

[Baby Ricochet]

Bleak dark and depressing. In other words it's art

[Jack...]

Thanks so much

[Patricia Wedel]

Jack... And in the Spring... Love will stir our soul.
Amen .. Pat

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jack... we are like bulbs planted
In the Fall ... and in Spring ... Live will
Stir our soul and the sun will warm our
Heart. We will bloom once again in
Colors of the wind. We will reach for the
newly budded branches where songbirds
will sing Hallelujah. Beautiful poetry.
truly... Pat

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Pat for your extremely kind words today. I appreciate you stopping by.

[Patricia Wedel]

dear Jack... and in the Spring...
Life will stir our soul.
Just happened by and noticed
my error. Tomorrow... Sunday...
the north wind will bring the
cold air here in Virginia... and
I will look forward to the Spring.
truly... Pat

[Josie E. Cook M. A.]

BRAVO! THIS IS AN AMAZING READ AND OFFERS SO MUCH ON YOUR SUBJECT! I LOVE HOW YOU INCLUDED 1 PICTURE AT THE TOP AND USED THE TYPE SCRIPT TO YOUR ADVANTAGE HERE. GREAT BREAKS. I WOULD END WITH A PERIOD AFTER YOUR LAST SENTENCE AT THE END. IT WILL SHOW STRENGTH.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Josie for your kindness. I will consider doing that.

[InsanityWriter]

Very powerful...

"Dying of desperate missings
Fading into a bleak sunset
Disappearing somewhere beyond the dark
That barren branch…is me"

To be able to fill each word with such raw emotion... You are an amazing poet.

[Jack...]

I write based on how I feel at the time, I just try to do my best. Thank you so much for your kindness my friend.

[Angel]

Okay, I'm beginning to get a bit worried about you, my Knight. It's time to let go, Sweetie...
You are loved.

[Jack...]

Maybe when I find that third ring I'll feel better...thanks my friend.

[Angel]

You're such a cutie...

[John Alexander McFadyen]

The great thing about this analogy Jack is that spring brings new shoots and leaves to soak up summer's warmth. Go dance with Lady Frieda and write somthing stirring and sexy. Talking of which where the hell is she?

[Jack...]

Thanks John, I'll see if she's up to it.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i used to be summer, but now i feel like november...the barren branch that once sprouted life...and now, my leaves are gone, fallen from the branch...

nice allegory here, Jack.

you never cease to amaze.

jacob

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Jacob.